She Did

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G       D    Am   C
G       D    Am   D    Am

                C
Oh she’d drag me out with spurs
       C
Into the candlelight
      G
She did.

                C
And she rode me like the bull
               C
In some honky-tonk
        G                    D
She did, oh yes she did

               Am
But she’d never had to worry
               C
About the dwindling of dollars
            G
Or how life could strike out iron spite
        D
And crush you without warning
       Am    C                    G       D
But I did, Lo-Lord I surely did.


              Am
And I was bold when I first met her
      C                                       G
Enamored with all the things that she did
                    Am
Oh but then something crept into me
            C                                G            D
It was a blackness I hated and I so deeply hid
               Am
But I was jealous and concerned
                          C
Like some damn beast and she was beauty
                         G
Thought some dashing man would sweep her up
         D
And bury me in torment
Am            C                                       G      D
Yes, I did, though I ain’t too proud of it


              C
Oh was I speaking holy tongues?
             D
Or withdrawing from you?
         Em                          G                                                  D
Did a plague of sinking feelings leave me speaking in half-truths?
          C                                       G
Oh I do not have the stomach to repair these gaping wounds
           Am                      C                                     G
I’ll take my share of the blame for all the things I did.

G       D    Am   C
G       D    Am   D    Am

                    C
So now our castle gates are broken
          C                                               G
The wreckage is the price for what we did
                    C
Oh yeah that girl she was my lover
     C                                       G                  D
Now she is a stranger in the land in which I live
                    Am                                           C
Oh ain’t it funny how far we travel in the company of friends
              G                                                       D
Yet somehow the times we share but fill our faces with regret?
    Am       C                                    G        D
Oh, I hate it, though I feel it must be said.

              C
Oh was I speaking holy tongues?
             D
Or withdrawing from you?
         Em                          G                                                  D
Did a plague of sinking feelings leave me speaking in half-truths?
          C                                       G
Oh I do not have the stomach to repair these gaping wounds
           Am                      C                                     G
I’ll take my share of the blame for all the things I did.

G       D    Am   C
G       D    Am   D    Am
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